It matters, the little things
For I could care less if you brought heaven down for me
If you could hear
If not, just see
the unspoken words that I still struggle in forming

But you
you deem it void, you shrug it off
You give me no reason to comply
to the love you profess
Love me from the depths of your beating chest

but how do I trust
when you deny me my rights
you strip me off guard
pull me off my fort and ****** all my knights

have me don on a rag of shame
blunder on your senseless pride
your poor, helpless dame
bare naked

how do I hide
Defend me, I beg
For I am deathly terrified
of my own words, and my own mind

Still you say,
"No longer mine"